In Squirrel Ridge, the last few hundred remnants of the 234th Regiment retreated to the top of the mountain. They were surrounded by Chinese people. It was no exaggeration to say that it was difficult to fly even with wings.
Captain Hattori's face was covered in blood, and it was hard to tell whether it was his or someone else's. Next to him was Major Takagi, the captain of the Third Battalion. The other two captains had already gone to clean the ghost toilets in advance.
Takagi is a typical militarist fanatic. Being loyal to the emperor is his lifelong wish, so he is not afraid of death. He suggested to Colonel Hattori:
"Your Excellency, Captain, although the warriors have run out of bullets, we still have bayonets and fists!
Please allow me to lead the warriors to launch a long-lived charge against the Chinese people. Like the God of War Nogi, I will dye the mountains of the Chinese people red with the blood of the warriors and be loyal to the emperor. Only in this way can I live up to the glory of the warriors. "
Hattori looked at Major Takagi as if he were a fool. Only this kind of fool could speak so highly of the emperor's cannon fodder.
But he sadly discovered that this might be his only destination. If he dared not be loyal to the emperor, this fool would be the first to jump out and chop him.
This is the price of being associated with a group of pigs. Just like now, even if there are ten thousand thoughts in his heart that he does not want to be cannon fodder for the emperor, the only thing he can say is:
"Hey, Takagi-kun is really a role model for our military generation, His Majesty the Emperor's most loyal and brave warrior!
Go ahead and use your bayonets to make the Chinese people tremble. The emperor’s warriors are fearless and will give them to you! "
After hearing this, Takagi's face flushed, and he casually took off his military uniform, wearing only a white stand-up collar shirt, and left with his command knife.
"Bagaya road, fool!"
After Takagi left, Hattori knelt down in the direction of the sea in front of him and took out a photo from his underwear pocket, which showed a photo of him and his wife and daughter.
It has been more than two years since he came to China to fight. The high-spiritedness he once had has long disappeared. All the promises made by the emperor to them now seem to be lies to deceive them into going to the battlefield. He is also a fool in front of the emperor...
"Sakura! Sakura!"
In the late spring sky in March
Cloudless and clear
Like colorful clouds and white clouds..."
Thousands of kilometers away, Hattori's wife had just received a call-up order from the emperor. The Manchuria comfort station needed a large number of nurses. The warriors who opened up the territory for the emperor needed them to dedicate their plump breasts to comfort their homesickness;
Xuezi entrusted her daughter Mei Ling'er to her parents and embarked on a glorious journey to Manchuria...
A few dozen meters away, Major Takagi, with his last few hundred remaining soldiers, was about to launch a Long Live Charge against the Chinese;
"Warriors, the time has come to serve the Emperor with all your loyalty, so give it to me!"
"Onboard!"
When Takagi and others rushed down the mountain shouting "Plate", Captain Hattori slowly drew out his ancestral sword and cursed:
"Idiots, a bunch of idiots! Bagaya road!"
He suddenly realized that using Japanese language to curse people was not satisfying at all, so he cursed using words he learned from a Chinese hero:
"As for you, I will be your ancestor!"
"Pfft!"
The sound of the tip of the knife piercing his abdomen made Hattori's facial muscles almost twist together, but he still bit it and then stabbed it hard, and the tip of the knife came out from his back.
"It hurts!"
Hattori fell down very unwillingly, with a pair of white eyes staring with hatred in the direction of the sea - this is the fate of the invaders!
"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta..."
"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta..."
…
A fire net composed of dozens of light and heavy machine guns at the foot of the mountain fired wildly at the Japanese who were charging straight down the mountain. Groups of Japanese were mopped down, including Major Takagi;
He was shot more than a dozen times, and the Chinese revenge bullets turned him into a hornet's nest.
Amaterasu, who was collecting the ghost's soul, shook his head in disgust as he floated past him. His soul was so dirty that Amaterasu wouldn't even accept it.
"Big Hong, the Japanese are dead and you are still beating them. Bullets are free of charge!"
Hong Biao lives up to his name, and when he fires up a machine gun, he makes the company commander dislike him, and he is criticized by the company commander again.
"I'm sorry, company commander. I forgot about it as soon as it started. It was too damn enjoyable. In the Northwest Army, we don't have so many bullets to waste."
Company Commander Tang was speechless on the spot and said angrily:
"Why are you still standing there, cleaning the battlefield!"
After wiping out the remaining Japanese soldiers, the 805th Regiment began to clean up the battlefield...
"Captain, the bloody Japs did an incredible job. Before launching the bullshit charge, they destroyed many heavy weapons. They only captured some rifles and bayonets, and not a single bullet."
The commander of the first battalion responsible for cleaning the battlefield said angrily.
"Okay, Lao Yan, it will be great if we can eliminate these die-hard Japs. What else are you thinking about? We are not short of bullets now."
Xu Xiaogang was in a very good mood. After eliminating this group of die-hard Japs, he finally no longer had to report to the cooking class.
A few kilometers away, the 806 regiment was chasing the Japanese all over the mountains and plains. Gao Dezhu couldn't help but curse:
"You damn devil, a bunch of bandits can run quite fast, but where is your bullshit bushido spirit? Don't run away if you have the guts!"
"Jun Wangyue, I'm running, you have to go first!"
Lieutenant Colonel Wangyue didn't waste any time. He stopped a few broken soldiers and asked them to lift up the brigade commander and run away. The Chinese were already chasing them. If they didn't run faster, they would add another major general to their record list. The imperial army couldn't lose it. Pick up this person.
The 16th Independent Mixed Brigade was defeated, and the 806th Regiment took advantage of the victory and pursued it, killing Japanese corpses everywhere. More than 2,000 of its remnants fled back to the Western Front. This was also the only unit of the Western Route Army to escape, which was extremely precious.
As long as they are here, they will not admit that they have been wiped out according to the Japanese's urine, not even the 37th Division, because there are still a few seconded from the 37th Division. At most, they will suffer heavy casualties, but the main force is still there. , this is the magic of Eastern languages.
With the withdrawal of reinforcements from all walks of life, the 37th Division became truly alone. Not only Xiao Zhuoyinan gave up on them, but Lieutenant General Anda himself also gave up hope. It felt really bad to be treated as an abandoned son.
"Okubo-kun, hasn't today's flight arrived yet?"
Anda looked as haggard as a savage from the mountains, with an unkempt beard, dull eyes, and white lips. He asked very persistently.
Colonel Okubo replied hoarsely:
“Your Excellency, the Division Commander, Your Excellency the Commander has already said that this is the last batch of supplies, and we have to rely on ourselves for the rest;
The imperial army has the spirit of Bushido, so this difficulty is nothing. Even if they don't eat for three days, they can still fight against the Chinese! "
After Okubo finished speaking, he cleared his smoky throat. He could still fight without eating for three days, but he couldn't bear it without drinking water for two days.
There is another sentence he did not say, that is, if he is thirsty for two days, no one will be able to pick up a knife, and no matter how brave the warrior is, he will not be able to resist thirst. Anyway, he would rather commit seppuku than die of thirst.
"Okubo-kun, how much drinking water do we have?"
